There I was, riding my 2006 Buell XB12S on Pacific Coast Highway on a Saturday afternoon. It was a beautiful day, 85 degrees, perfectly clear as I made my way along the coast through Laguna Beach toward my home in Huntington Beach. Near Newport Coast, I approached a traffic light that had just changed. Traffic was backed up in the two left lanes, but my lane was clear. About four cars from the light in the middle lane, a mini-van made a right turn from a stop as traffic cleared in front of him. Unfortunately, he had to cross my lane. I was about two car-lengths from him going 30-40 mph in third gear. I applied the brakes and leaned left, thinking I could clear his rear as he moved through my lane to the right. He then hesitated, so I applied the brakes harder and cut right. The last thing I remember seeing was his passenger-side door and front end.